still nothing from my sister, tripper. tripper, if you're out there, please email me. cydniey at zenweb dot net. please.

moving on, it is 11 in the morning and i have locked a sleeping doc in the bedroom so i can smoke a clove. i bought a pack of djarums yesterday. there was a girl in the hospital who had cloves for smoking time. incidentally, she was also the same girl i fashioned my hair after when i dyed it last.

i got my three new plants transplanted and arranged on top of the entertainment pile. with the three other live ones i have, it fills out nicely. i have the sneaking suspicion that two of the pots i bought were painted with lead paint and that is leaching into the plant. because the ones in those pots always die. i'll try this last batch and then start using the pots for pen holders. or record bowl molds.

the battery in the mp3 player lasted my entire trip. i didn't have my bag, so i didin't have backups and i didn't need them. but for longer trips, i'll need the backups.

my face didn't color as much as my arms from the sun. so the SPF in my face lotion works. i just need doc to get some SPF lotion for my arms and legs when i go out.

yummy, that clove cigarette was yummy. just dreamy. and my lips are all sweet, i love that.